The Broken Pot
Cracked from the journey of despair
Pouring out with tears that are countless to bear
A crack from inception of pain and hurt
Choices of others
causing heart prints of no worth
Waves that crashed against the pot of life
Leaving these vessels weary under smite
Trials that broke the pottery of flesh
To restore the pot to
God's complete rest
What can you do with a pot so broken ?
Use it for my honour as my word is spoken
Restore it completely to the design of glory
Carrying beauty defined with a supernatural story
A miracle to be unfolded with my power and might
A testimony of triumph
greater in sight
A pot that was broken will now be shared
As an emblem of victory God chose to spare
A sign for the seeker that I AM in control
To carry your burdens
as you will be consoled
A pot which is broken I can repair
Only if I am given all the pieces for my care
A pot which is broken garnishes my throne
When worship seeps out
for my presence alone
I give you this pot that is broken O Lord
Use it completely and
let it be restored
You are the potter , I am the clay
Mould me , make me , redeem me, I pray
Design me into newness with a heart so tender
Completely yielded to your will I surrender.
Hazel Moodley